Northern Pursuit

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In the year 1497,

John Cabot reached the shores of Canada.

John Cabot was an Englishman.

In the year 1534,

Jacques Cartier reached the same shores.

Jacques Cartier was a Frenchman.

Since that time, many men of many nations

have come to these shores.

They all found the same thing:

A vast country,

a beautiful country, a rich country.

But what was more important,

they found a way of life...

...in which these people

could live side by side as free men.

In the year 1941, the year of this story...

...other men

came to the shores of Canada.

Thanks.

- Nationality?

- American.

- What's your reason for entering Canada?

- I'm a tourist.

Cold country, Canada.

You think this is cold?

You ought to go up north where I'm going.

Cold country, Canada.

You think this is cold?

You ought to go up north

where I'm going.

How far is it to the place?

A week's travel

if we don't run into a storm.

A week?

Uniform?

Uniform means internment only.

If anything goes wrong.

Otherwise, we would be shot as spies.

What about those Indians?

They handle the dogs, break trail.

We couldn't make it without them.

What about him?

- He drives the other sled.

Well, I'm ready. Let's go.

What are they saying?

They say Deer Mountain Pass no good.

No trail this time of year.

They will not go.

Then we'll get rid of them.

Avalanche!

Whoa!

Look at this, he's traveling alone.

He must be all in,

staggering all over the place.

- He fell to his knees there.

- Uh-huh.

Well, whoever he is,

he's no north woodsman.

Mush, Yukon. Mush.

Whoa.

Mush, Yukon.

Mush.

I'll say he's no north woodsman.

That's a German uniform.

- Those wings?

- Yeah, he's a flyer.

An officer.

A German officer

up here in the North Country.

I don't get it.

Neither do I.

- Who are you?

- We're police.

Royal Canadian Mounted Police.

Police.

I demand to be taken

to the military authorities.

There's a few questions

we wanna ask you first.

I'm sorry, I'm not obliged to answer you.

You found me in uniform,

and under international...

What's your name?

Colonel Hugo von Keller,

German Luftwaffe.

I'm not impressed.

You wanna question him, Steve?

Go ahead.

How did you get here?

Did you fly?

Listen, you. When I talk, answer.

Even if it's only yes or no.

Jim, take it easy.

He's in no condition to talk.

- He looks all right to me.

- Well, he's not.

Just because he's an enemy soldier

doesn't mean he's not human.

Thank you.

You speak German?

Isn't it rather unusual for

a Canadian policeman to speak German?

A lot of people in Canada

are German descent.

Yeah, just so you don't get

any wrong ideas in your head...

...they hate your kind of German so hard...

- Jim.

He's a prisoner of war.

This cabin...

...is it very far from a town?

- Speak in German if it's easier.

No, no, thank you.

I just as well speak your tongue.

Well, from here it's about three days' travel

to the nearest town.

Oh.

That's a long trip.

I'm rather exhausted.

Getting cold in here.

I think we'll light a fire.

Why don't you go get some wood?

What's the matter, you in a trance?

Go get some wood.

Bring that brandy in too, will you?

Off the pack.

All right.

So you're of German descent?

That's right.

Both my parents were born in Germany.

- Are they still over there?

- No.

Dead a long time.

Well, how do you feel about it?

- What?

- The war.

I mean, this country

being at war with Germany.

- I'm a Canadian.

- Yes, but of German descent.

Well, I don't think

I've given the matter much thought.

That's hard to believe.

You look like an intelligent man.

Tell me, when you heard about

our glorious victories...

...in Poland, in the Netherlands,

in France...

...how did you feel about that?

My partner's coming back.

- Get the brandy?

Yeah.

I suppose you will be

taking me to headquarters immediately.

That's right.

If I could stay here and rest for a while,

perhaps a few days?

No, we've gotta take you in.

I give you my word as a German officer.

Looks like a storm coming out.

You know, he's in bad shape

to make a trip over a rough trail.

Yeah.

You're sticking your neck out

by not bringing that Jerry in.

That's your job.

Square it for me with the inspector.

- Well, I'll do my best.

- Good enough for me, pal.

- On your way.

- You watch out for that guy.

Jim.

Jim.

- Jim.

- Oh, hello, Laura.

- Why are you alone? Where's Steve?

- He'll be along.

- What do you mean? When?

- Couple of days.

- Couple of days?

- Yeah.

See you later, Laura.

I'm in a hurry, gotta report to the post.

- What are you keeping from me?

- Nothing.

- Jim.

- Oh, now, don't start that.

I'll start screaming

in the middle of the street.

You win, you win.

You, uh...

- You swear you won't tell a soul?

- Don't you trust me?

I'd feel a lot better if you swore.

All right, I swear.

Well, I...

I think Steve and I

are in line for promotion.

We captured a German flyer.

A German flyer?

- Well, so long, Jim.

- So long, Laura.

Mush.

Mush.

Mush.

You have something to tell me?

Well, I'm not gonna ask you what it is.

I'm not interested.

It's probably another one

of your tall stories.

I didn't ask

when you ran out of here like a blizzard.

And I'm not gonna ask you now,

so you can stop your whistling.

I'm your father.

And a daughter has no right

to keep things from her father.

Now I'm mad.

Out with it.

Are you ordering me, Pop?

- Will you tell me if I ask you nice?

- It's a secret.

A secret? And you're gonna keep it?

- Something about that policeman of yours.

- Pop.

I have a very derogatory opinion

of policemen, in general.

And Steve, in particular.

You're not gonna marry him, I am.

McBain's daughter,

the wife of a policeman.

McBain's daughter

stuck in a trading post.

What makes McBain's daughter

so wonderful?

McBain.

Oh, Pop, let's not fight.

After today,

there won't be a man who won't envy you.

Steve's up for promotion. The least

they'll do is make him an inspector...

...because he's a hero.

He captured three German aviators.

Oh, there I go again.

I swore I wouldn't tell.

Well, as long as I have,

I might as well tell you the rest.

- What is it?

- They came in a bomber.

Three German aviators in a bomber.

- Not a word, not a word do I believe.

- Oh, it's true, Pop.

They let go their bombs,

but Steve was too fast.

He got the propeller with a bullet.

The plane had to land.

Jumping jeepers.

Then he picked them off

as they came out.

All except the captain, he surrendered.

You're my only child.

I hoped you'd be a boy,

but when you weren't, I didn't mind.

"You'd make a fine girl," I said to myself.

And you could keep house for me

and cook.

But instead you grew up to be a liar.

That's all.

- Yes, sir.

Excuse me, sir, but the least I think

Corporal Wagner deserves is a chance.

All right, I'll give him a chance.

He can bring his own prisoner in.

- Sergeant.

- Yes, sir?

Have Hobby send a message

to Nichols and Edwards at Deer Mountain.

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